Friday, 1 March 2013

Salvation....




He swept over me, an avalanche coming down the mountain called Hurt.
Mindlessly breaking through my defences
He knows it not
Still
He knows nothing of where I have been
Of why I was climbing

I watch him quietly live his life next to mine
Finding the places where we fit
Living in those moments
Watching stars glitter and fade
Watching clouds grow, break and pass on
Holding hands
In silence and in pain

I do not know what I do for him
I am nothing
Used and abused by myself and others
Torn down, bruised and beaten
A heart worth nothing
In pieces destroyed
And yet
They came to him
To speak their truths, their exaggerations, their lies
He kept moving

Bursting through my defences
Taking me as I am
And loving me
Or not

I still doubt him
Doubt myself
I still wait patiently for him to leave
My truth, they always left me
That’s the part they haven’t told him
I cannot shout from the rooftops what I feel
We live our love in secret
Hiding in plain sight

But I believe in him, in me, in us
In those little things I know without knowing
In the declarations we have made
In the dark
Holding on to nothing but each other
I believe in that
It cannot be pretence
The way he breathes my name
It cannot be a dream
And yet

When I wake he is not here
I search for shreds of what I remember
Memories that will not be again
Confusion
And then he is here
An avalanche
Mindlessly coming down the mountain
Destroying every barrier he encounters

I failed to recognise the mountain’s real name was Freedom.

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